prom dresses and foliage

It wouldn't take a coin toss to chose between Chemistry and Media/Art, but damn it, if I hadn't procrastinated I wouldn't be in this mess. I have to draw a long list of objects with detail and shading. Let me tell you, I am no artis and this is becoming quite a challenge. I've spent all day doing 2 things. Prom dress shopping and drawing. Neither is easy.

Firstly, to those of you guys reading this (you should know who you are) stop and thank God for a moment that your not a female around prom time. Now then, I can get on with my story about this morning. My mother and I walked into a store that my mother's best friend had recomended. I gasped as a number of old women looked up from their racks of floral patterned shirts and tinted skrirts. I gasped and prayed "Please let this be a joke!" An elderly woman came over to my mother and me and asked politly but curiously "May I help you?" My mother did a quick look around, I think almost hoping that Julie would pop out from behind a rack and say "Haha, ya just kidding let's go." But she didn't so my mom said to the woman "Um...we're looking for prom dresses." The woman nodded and brought us to the back of the store where one rack had prom dresses. "Nice." I said a little to sarcastically at my mom as the eager-employee went to assist another lady. "Come on." my mom said trying to smile lifting up a laong gold dress off the rack. "Just try a few on. See this one is nice." My mom held up a purplish dress, whic was accually quite nice. Suddenly the old woman popped up behind us and said "Unfortinutly I don't think it'll fit your daughter. I'm afraid her bust wont fit into that. You see?" My mother and I watched as the woman almost did a pelvic thrust as she said "bust", and turned away to keep from laughing. The woman showed us the dresses that I WOULD be able to fit my breasts into and walked away again. I began to pick at the dresses, they wern't poofy enough. Finally my mother got frustrated and shoved a dress into my arms retorting that I wouldn't be able to look like Scarlett Ohara and pushed me into a dressing room. After trying on dress after dress we finally found something that although isnt what I wanted exactly is still not bad. When I got home I got back into the dress and hummed a few songs from "My fair Lady" and then danced to "Layla" quite a few times.

Then, crawling out of my dress I began to draw folage, batteries, the batmobile, etc. My hand hurts though I've never been more proud of myself in the "drawing department". I smile each time I look at the batmobile. At any rate...

I would like to finish off this post with a special thanx to kayla and her comment on the play and how its "purty". *sigh* touches my heart.